Why do I always end up Patrolling? [bro]

THe weather is far from terrible, at least that's good about it...but I'm still bored...I hve no partner this time, Lavi, Quartz and the other junior members have their own assignments. I lean against a wall and glance up and down the street. Tere's not too many people out yet...no wait, there's someone, a short girl, close to my age, with unbrushed brown hair and I catch a glance of brown eyes...she's beautiful...if only I could work up the willpower to talk to her...

I blush and turn my head away, she saw me looking at her, I must have embaressed her...Why can I never work up the willpower to ask pretty girls...

I see a key slip out of her pocket. I dash over and pick it up, here's an excuse to talk to her, "Excuse me? Excuse me? You dropped this..."

I blush when our hands brush against each other, it feels nice. "It's no trouble", I murmur, "I'm Coran by the way..."

Her name suits her...I gaze ino her eyes, "You have lovely eyes" I muse. I blush, I had meant to just think that, not say it...

I frown, "I think so" I say quietly. "They're the nicest ones I've ever see..." I say, then I blush again..